Comments | scratchrising: As graceful as a gazelle bounding through the Serengeti.

soporedup in scratchrising

As graceful as a gazelle bounding through the Serengeti.

Oct 14, 2011 14:08

>> Gamzee & Tavros
>> Some years in the past
>> A(n adorabull adorable) first meeting

( ... or a stumbling, drunk goat with bad peripheral vision. Either or. )

*log, gamzee makara, tavros nitram

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bullpan October 14 2011, 18:28:16 UTC

Tavros was sitting up on the top of the cat slide, talking to a few small cats at a safe distance. He was alone, and his legs were outstretched in front of him. They were a dark grey, his sandals laying sitting beside him. However, when he noticed someone come into the playground, he frowned, getting ready to hide from them. But when he noticed that the person fell, Tavros moved to slide down, the cats following him. Sneezing, he made sure to tell them quietly to stay back as he checked the guy.

"Uh...A-Are you alright?" Tavros asked, making sure not to stand too close.

soporedup October 14 2011, 18:40:58 UTC

One of Gamzee's grey ears twitched, just a little, at the sneeze and quiet footsteps. When the younger voice questioned him, he slowly lifted his chin up before plopping it onto the ground he'd preciously faceplanted into. Unlike his newfound companion, he had gone completely grey, and had a mouthful of sharp teeth that he was more than happy to bare in a friendly little grin.

"I'm good, brother," he said, despite the faintly bloody nose. He rubbed the back of his fist against it, smearing indigo across his skin. "Just a lil' tumble, s'all."

bullpan October 14 2011, 19:00:20 UTC

Tavros looked a little more then unsure at this stranger when he smiled, but didn't step back. Some poeple just looked that way, but Tavros wasn't quite used to it yet. Noticing the blood, he let out a quiet gasp, pulling off his over shirt, and sitting down in front of the other. Pushing the shirt up to the others nose, he looks up to him.

"Y-You're bleeding. You should stop it uhh...before it gets bad."

soporedup October 14 2011, 19:15:26 UTC

"Oh," he started, almost going cross-eyed as he tried to see his nose while the smaller boy pressed the shirt to his face. After a moment of laying there like that, he shifted around so he could sit up, slouching forward and legs crossed Indian style. It was then that he noticed the smear of blood on his hand, and he laughed a little.

"I was wonderin' why my nose hurt." Gamzee smiled again, though the cloth probably hid his mouth. "Thanks."

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